I don't think I know a single woman who knows what she looks like.

There are no original ideas. There are only original people.

There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.

Every generation reinvents the wheel - and in the process it often adds to rather than subtracts from a woman's burdens.

to have a crisis, and act upon it, is one thing. To dwell in perpetual crisis is another.

It's the perpetually unfinished quality of housework that makes it oppressive - it never ends, like bad psychoanalysis, or a dream interrupted. It is paradoxically true that it is exactly this daily re-creation of the world that lends housekeeping its nobility and romance.

Weather creates character.